Drink deep and savour with me, this glass of Autumn, so familiar.
I'd pray with you if I ever believed a river of tears would make a difference.
And you'll drive into the night...
I hardly knew you.
A question that I thought to ask, I spoke aloud only in shadow.
And I'd see your lips heeding my cries, glimpsed from behind every window.
And you'll drive into the night, veins running with ichor, to cast aside this cloak of pain.
Watched you leave, silent as always.
We part not to meet again.
You will never hear these words.
You have left us all forever and your answer, a mystery to me...
would you forgive me?

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